Today, at the Leguan Square in G City, is the first day of the performance of the recently famous band "Black Earth".
The five singers in this band are all young people, and the lead singer is only 23 years old. They have also performed many performances in other cities, and the newspapers have also given them publicity. Currently, several entertainment companies have negotiated signing business with them. And this performance in G city is very important.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the performance officially began. Accompanied by the Beatles' classic music, people in the square watched the band's performance excitedly.
Shen Huai and Hao Lin were also among the audience.
Shen Huai asked solemnly: "Have you really decided? Are you moving to City G?"
"Hmm... yes, it's safer to live closer to Yi Runan and the others. After all, Miss Ren Jing knows too much about supernatural things and has a lot of experience..." Hao Lin is actually most worried about Hao Qun. She will officially move here with her brother next week, but she doesn't know if he will get used to the city. Today, Shen Huai accompanied her to see the progress of the renovation of the house.
"This world...is there no one with a supernatural body anymore... Then, what about John?" Hao Lin always thought about that child: "He doesn't have the eyes of immortal ghosts, does he? He can live happily without suffering and suffering anymore. ?”
Will it be that simple
Hao Lin herself didn't believe it either.
Shenhuai revealed an unknowable look to her, sighed, and said, "You too... really worked hard."
He always felt guilty towards Hao Lin. If it wasn't for the development of Undead Ghost Eye, he wouldn't have used her like this. It's also rare that she doesn't hate herself, and now she can get along with him like ordinary friends.
"Now, Yi Runan's ghost eyes are all gone, and now we are just ordinary people. Even if I die in the next second, I won't feel strange."
The melody of the music is getting louder and louder, but Shen Huai and Hao Lin seem to hear nothing...
After the band's performance, many music fans came forward to ask for autographs, and most of them rushed to lead singer Le Zhe. The other four members looked a little jealous.
After packing up the instruments and preparing to go back, the guitarist Zhong Jianwen asked, "Who will drive? I'm still Ah Zhe?"
Le Zhe was in high spirits at the moment, and replied, "Let me drive it!"
"Forget it...if it's the same as before..." At this time, the drummer Liu Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "I'll do it..."
At this time, almost all the people in the square dispersed. Le Zhe grabbed Liu Zhiyuan's collar bitterly, and said in a low voice, "Are you crazy? I've made it very clear. Don't mention this again." Something happened! What do you still want to mention it for?"
Liu Zhiyuan said even more angrily: "Why are you reacting so strongly? What I said is the truth! Really, I'll go back by myself, and... I won't be going back to the studio tonight, so you don't have to wait for me."
At about seven o'clock in the evening, Hao Lin returned to his home in City E. She felt sore and limp as soon as she entered the door, while Hao Qun was watching TV. When she saw her sister came back, she immediately said happily: "Sister! You are finally back! How is the new house?"
"Well, it's not bad... Haoqun, do you have a good dinner?"
"Yeah, of course..."
"Hmm... Haoqun, Uncle Lu has also decided to move to City G, you know?"
"Really? That's great!" Hao Qun's character seemed much more cheerful, but Hao Lin still noticed a trace of melancholy in the corner of his eyes.
After all, without Northolan... his foot might never get better.
Xuewen's mail package arrived.
Weijing temporarily stopped drawing for a week under the pretext of suspending the publication of the materials. She... wants to know the truth.
Yilian just disappeared for no apparent reason, and now the whole family is in chaos because of this incident. She couldn't tell her parents what she witnessed that day with John because... no one would believe her.
Maybe what Xuewen mentioned will give her some clues.
Zhang Xuewen is an old friend of hers and is now a reporter for a newspaper. However, although it is called a newspaper, it is always exploring some strange things and attracting readers' attention, so it is not a regular publication. She used to think that Xuewen was not doing his job properly, but now... she doesn't think so at all.
John was beside her when she took out the disc from the parcel.
"You trust me, don't you, John?"
She didn't notice that John's eyes never left the disc. His undead ghost eyes have lost their strange purple aura, and the amazing thing is that no one is surprised by this, as if he has always had black pupils.
After locking the door, she turned on the DVD player, and then pushed the disc in... As she read the disc, her heart seemed to jump out at any moment.
Several times she simply wanted to turn it off, but recalling that horrible scene, recalling Yilian's life and death being unknown because of it, she decided to contact this mysterious thing resolutely.
This disc... might give her some answer.
John also watched with her, without saying a word from beginning to end.
By the end of the movie, she could hardly breathe.
"No... Impossible..."
She had already checked the information on the Internet about the movie "Death from Human Shape". It was a Hong Kong movie, the original author was named Yi Runan, and the plot of the story was about an undead that parasitized inside a rotting corpse and kept killing people.
But... This is completely different from the movie she is watching now...
"Also, there are still eight days..."
She gulped.
John pulled the disc out of the machine and asked, "Are you... willing to believe? Everything you have seen?"
"I have no idea… "
"In eight days, what will happen in City G, you should know."
Suddenly Weijing raised her head, looked straight at John, and asked, "You... knew from the beginning that I would get this DVD?"
John was noncommittal.
After all, he was once a person with a supernatural physique, pay attention, it is "once". Now he doesn't have any supernatural powers. It's just that he doesn't know what these ghost eyes will bring him.
When he was brought to the United States, he had a premonition of that event, so he escaped using the ability of the undead ghost eye. Through time and space technology, he grew into a young man in a short period of time, and... returned to China, and came to Jian Weijing's side. He knew that in this way, he would have a chance to get access to that disc.
The date of his death... was eight days later.
"Anyway... if you'll trust me, I'll tell you everything. Everything..."
Weijing naturally nodded heavily.
"Okay... First, let's talk about Northoran Corporation..."
The sound of melodious music woke up Liu Zhiyuan who was sleeping soundly. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. This is a moving subway. The inside was still overcrowded. Fortunately, he had a seat, otherwise it would be extremely uncomfortable to stand. He didn't know how long he slept, so he hurriedly asked an old lady next to him: "Grandma, where is the next stop?"
"Oh, it's Yuanfeng Road."
Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, there were still five stations away from his destination, and it seemed that he didn't sleep for a long time. Thinking of this, he slightly closed his eyelids again.
At this time, the incident two years ago could not help but come to mind.
In the past two years, he has not forgotten that tragic scene for a moment.
However, that incident was not his fault. It has nothing to do with myself.
Yes...it has nothing to do with me...
Suddenly, he felt quiet in the carriage.
The moment he opened his eyelids, he suspected that he was dreaming.
Just now, the carriage was so crowded that there was no gap, but now... he was the only one there!
The subway is still moving at a high speed, and it seems that it has not been affected at all. He carefully squeezed his face and patted his head, trying to wake himself up, but no matter how he looked at it, he was still the same.
Not a single person. Except himself.
Liu Zhiyuan stood up and ran from car to car. However, there is no one along the way. Just when he was about to reach the cab, he finally saw a person.
He just breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately, the hairs on his whole body stood on end...
that's... that's...
On the orange chair, sitting... it should be said to be sitting, sitting... half of the body! To be precise, that is the upper body of a person.
The clothes worn by that half of the body are so familiar... In the past two years, he has never forgotten them.
"No... no, that has nothing to do with me..."
He stepped back step by step, but the upper body fell to the ground.
Blood quickly flowed towards Liu Zhiyuan's feet, and the upper body crawled on the ground like this.
Liu Zhiyuan's mind went blank, he immediately turned his head and fled backwards, even though he knew that if the subway didn't stop, he would definitely escape to the end, but now he has no other way to escape. Despair spread throughout his body, he knew that it was "he" who came back for revenge.
Everything stems from what happened that night...
Every time he ran through a carriage, he would look back, and that half of his body was also crawling at almost the same speed as running. distance.
He always followed Liu Zhiyuan closely.
Finally, the end is reached...
Liu Zhiyuan knew that he was finished, but when he turned his head, he found that half of his body was gone.
gone
He looked around nervously, and after making sure that half of his body had disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then went to press the emergency brake switch of the subway, but...it didn't work at all!
He tried to force the subway door open again, although he knew it was futile.
The subway is still running. Calculated based on time, if it is a normal situation, at least two or three stops should have passed. However, it didn't stop even once! Not once!
His intuition told him that that half of the body would still appear...
He randomly chose a place to sit down, took out his mobile phone, and called 110. However, the signal in the subway was not good, and he didn't get through for a long time.
His eyes were still looking around vigilantly, not daring to relax for a moment.
Still unable to make a call, he put the phone back in his pocket bitterly, intending to try emergency braking again.
However…
He couldn't stand up.
He looked down his body...
There is nothing under the orange chair...